Chapter 3, Boss

She frowned, as if she had stepped on something. She crouched down to pick it up; it was a valuable notebook, and she recognized that luxurious logo. She felt a bit scared, having stepped on such an expensive item, as she could not afford to compensate for it

Noticing her unease, Zhang Rou patted her arm and said, "It's alright, don't worry, just do your best."

Xi Jihuan nodded in agreement and said, "Hmm, I will break up with her today; I am also tired of her."

"Who told you that the general manager is not here?" he asked casually, and she was taken aback, not expecting him to say that

"My aunt wants me to find a position for a girl, but looking at her, she can only be an assistant." Xi Jihuan felt somewhat troubled, speaking to Zhang Rou like a child dependent on an older sister

Xi Jihuan chuckled: "Speaking of which, you should thank me properly. I spoke with my uncle and got you promoted to Deputy General Manager of Cartography. The personnel notice—what day of the week is it today? It should definitely come down before Thursday. On Friday, you and I will go to the headquarters for a meeting, and by the way, let everyone get to know our Cartography Flower. At that time, there will surely be some lecherous individuals wanting to celebrate you, and I can take the opportunity to enjoy a good meal."

Suddenly, around 2 PM, things got busy, and several phones in the office rang incessantly. Zhang Rou's small office had its door open, revealing several open folders spread across her desk, which she was flipping through with a hint of anxiety. Jian Si also became flustered, handling several calls. The internal line on Zhang Rou's desk chimed in, and she was explaining matters to a client in a rapid-fire manner. Impatiently, she picked up the internal line and gestured to Jian Si, signaling her to come and take over.

Jiansi stood up and respectfully replied: "Jiansi."

Zhang Rouwai was taken aback, seemingly not having considered that in this day and age, there were still young girls who said they had no skirts. After all, she was a smart and capable person. From her observations of Jian Si over the past few days, she understood that Jian Si's family was not well-off, so she did not pursue the matter further, merely saying: "If you don't mind, I have a few skirts that I rarely wear and can give to you"

Understanding his meaning, Jian Si had mistyped a row of letters, and there were also relatives who wanted to come and be assistants, so she... No wonder he looked at her so unfavorably just now

In response to such an answer, Zhang Rou let out a scoff, unperturbed, and returned to her desk to continue with her tasks. Jing Si felt relieved and silently walked back to her seat to continue typing

Xi Jihuan chuckled twice, flatteringly calling out, "General Zhang—" completely changing from his earlier imposing demeanor

"Hey—what's the matter, pour the water!" A domineering shout echoed through the luxurious office

As she hung up the phone and returned to her seat, she realized that the person was still standing in the same spot, seemingly dissatisfied with her perfunctory apology. The afternoon sunlight was blocked by the blinds, leaving only a small, somewhat dim area in the spacious office, yet the young man standing there was still quite striking. Jian Si lowered her head; she found herself somewhat intimidated by such a man. He did not need to speak, nor did he require close scrutiny; the nobility and composure cultivated by being born into a wealthy family were evident at a glance. The afternoon sunlight was blocked by the blinds, leaving only a small, somewhat dim area in the spacious office, yet the young man standing there was still quite striking. Jian Si lowered her head; she found herself somewhat intimidated by such a man. He did not need to speak, nor did he require close scrutiny; the nobility and composure cultivated by being born into a wealthy family were evident at a glance.

"That's enough, that's enough." Zhang Rou, who had been observing coldly, seemed quite satisfied with Jian Si's performance; at least she did not turn into a lovesick fool the moment she saw her handsome superior. "Let's get to the point; you always come here without a reason." She walked over to mock Xi Jihuan.

In the future, do not say that the general manager did not come to work! Xi Jihuan reprimanded, "It should be said that the general manager is out on business, that way it makes me appear very diligent!"

After work, Zhang Rou drove her home to get her dress. The journey was somewhat silent, with only the two of them in the car, making the lack of conversation quite awkward. Zhang Rou casually brought up a topic: "Although he is a second-generation rich kid, he doesn't have any bad intentions. He has a bit of a young master temperament, but..." She smiled and continued, "He's actually quite lovable. So you don't need to mind his attitude; children from wealthy families are all like that, and he's not bad at all."

Jinsi's hands resting on the keyboard trembled slightly

Um... well, Jian Si said, "Xi Jihuan expressed his dissatisfaction, saying, 'In the future, do not wear T-shirts and jeans to work, as it greatly affects the surrounding taste. At the very least, wear a skirt; you are not a vendor's assistant!'"

"Speak up." Zhang Rou seemed accustomed to his sudden flattery, calmly waiting for him to continue

Jian Si nodded. In fact, Zhang Rou did not need to explain to her what kind of person he was; it had nothing to do with her. She was merely afraid that he would dismiss her, as for everything else, she had long since learned not to care.

Zhang Rou scoffed, exaggeratingly sneering: "Mr. Xi, why don't you talk about your 'Qiqi'? Receiving three to five calls a day is a bit annoying."

Zhang Rou sneered: "An assistant? To replace me?" and - image - book

Jian Si hurriedly ran towards her office when someone stumbled in through the glass door, colliding with her. In her haste, Jian Si quickly uttered an apology without even glancing at the person and rushed to take the microphone from Zhang Rou's hand. The internal line was not an urgent matter; it was merely a supervisor inquiring whether the general manager had arrived. Jian Si politely informed the caller that the general manager had not yet come to work.

Jian Si gradually realized that the actual person in charge of the maritime chart is Zhang Rou, while the nominal Xi Jihuan is likely just a figurehead. There are not many who call to discuss business with "General Xi," but there are plenty of young women calling to seek out "Jihuan." Zhang Rou scoffs at the call records of such women. Young and capable, with a distinct personality, Zhang Rou has achieved her current success through her own efforts, which makes her very disdainful of women who rely on their looks or take shortcuts. She targets one after another, displaying a somewhat childish temperament and a strong sense of justice. Although she is not the easiest person to get along with, Jian Si admires her personality. Zhang Rou's life should be smooth sailing, allowing her the energy to compete, to target, and to express her clear feelings of love and hate. Unlike her, who has to compromise on many things, ultimately losing even the courage to fight for what she wants.

Zhang Rou has already hung up the phone and walked out. "Mr. Xi, you finally came to work!" She does not show any reverence for "Mr. Xi," teasingly saying, "This is the new girl, don't tease her."

The young man took the notebook she was holding in both hands and did not speak immediately. Jing Si's heart raced, fearing that his next words would be a reprimand

Jian Si nodded in gratitude: "But... I don't have a skirt..." Yet, the words, "I also don't have the money to buy one," could not be uttered no matter what.

She is only two years apart from Jian Si, yet she cannot perceive Jian Si as her peer, always subconsciously thinking of her as just a little girl, likely due to the illusion created by her shy and timid personality

Zhang Rou was stunned for a moment, then finally smiled, but she did not express her gratitude: "But I have already arranged for an assistant." She glanced at Jian Si.

The precious cufflinks on his suit reflected the sunlight, emitting a dazzling brilliance, causing her to squint.

Then add one more. Xi Jihuan was somewhat annoyed by this topic, waved his hand, and walked into his office

Jian Si was stopped by her when he wanted to express his gratitude

Zhang Rou gave a wry smile, signaling Jian Si to leave quickly. There was a water dispenser in Xi Jihuan's office, yet he was too lazy to even pour himself a glass of water. Jian Si carefully poured a cup of warm water for him. He sat in his swivel chair, his feet propped up on the desk, frowning at his phone. Jian Si was unsure whether to stay or leave, awkwardly standing by the desk for a moment. Xi Jihuan didn't even glance at her, engrossed in making a phone call, and only then did Jian Si retreat, gently closing the door behind her.

It is ... ... '' Jian Si twisted his fingers, and his words did not embarrass her; she could easily ignore things much more unpleasant than this. However, she felt quite troubled because she did not have a skirt. Ever since her mother became bedridden, she had not worn a skirt. This was because once, while tidying the bed, she accidentally exposed her underwear and was fiercely scolded by her mother, who said that wearing a skirt was to entice men and was disgraceful.

Xi Jihuan did not enter his own office; instead, he walked over to her desk and arrogantly tapped the surface with his hand: "Hey, what is your name?"

Jian Si pulled down the blinds behind her, allowing her to see the words on the screen more clearly. She had been working for two days, and as Jiang Zhengliang had told her, the job was not difficult; it only required attention to detail and diligence. Arriving early in the morning to help Zhang Rou wash her cup and brew a cup of her favorite coffee earned her a nod of approval and a smile from Zhang Rou, who seemed quite pleased with her initiative. She answered incoming calls, initially stuttering a bit when stating her office title, but soon became proficient. She diligently filled out the telephone log provided by the company and submitted it to Zhang Rou for review before leaving each day. Zhang Rou gave her some materials to input; since she rarely surfed the internet and was not particularly fast at typing, she practiced continuously in her spare time, hoping to improve her typing speed. Jian Si was taciturn and rarely complained when Zhang Rou assigned her tasks, fitting the mold of a compliant and hardworking assistant, which aligned well with Zhang Rou's expectations. Although their time together was short and there were not many compliments, Zhang Rou's attitude towards her became increasingly amiable.

Indeed. Jian Si nodded, surprised to find that "General Xi" was actually so young. No wonder everyone seemed to tease him a bit when they called him the boss.

"I am sorry, I am sorry." She looked flustered at the obvious footprints on the exquisite cover. She did not have the habit of carrying tissues with her, and in desperation, she pulled up the hem of her T-shirt to wipe off the gray mark. ... She knew this was indeed degrading, but she was genuinely worried; there were only two hundred yuan left at home this month, and the utility bills had not been paid. Compared to the embarrassing life, she had to give up ... . ... A lot, a lot. She knew this was indeed degrading, but she was genuinely worried; there were only two hundred yuan left at home this month, and the utility bills had not been paid. Compared to the embarrassing life, she had to give up ... . ... A lot, a lot.